Friday, January 13, 2012

First Lesson- A step

It gave me a different feeling when i completed my first blog. Though i wrote books on taxation and articles on taxation, when I wrote first time on a non-tax subject, i felt happy because i could communicate very honestly and without offending anyperson. Many times during my discussions with some of the people when i explain the experience and the lesson which i learnt, people used to ask me to share my thoughts and my experiences.I never felt or realised that i have reached a stage where i can share my experiences or becoming like a guru to somebody. Even today i dont think i have come to that stage but certainly i thought after completing my first blog i wanted to share a lot through this to the people whom i know. May be after reading this some of the negative impressions on me can change and sometimes people may believe me more or people may get tips.
The first aspect which i wanted to write a little bit more is on "Emotions" as i carry a tag " Emotional Fool" from my dearest friend . Very often it is misunderstood by others or people use the emotions in a most negative manner. Me being a person with lot of emotions wanted to share my experiences on this. I converted some of the emotions into positive side rather than negative and my also my relaisation which enabled me to stop my shouting and yelling on others. Lot of people ask me how i could i change or reduce my shouting or yelling or taking on the people. The realisation which i underwent six months back was dramatic and it helped me change drastically. I am not sure whether i have changed completely but i can assure that i have taken steps seriously to change. I will also share later on how i realised or the process of realisation.

My first emotional moment was the loss of my father on Febraury 14 1989. I passed the CA on Jan 14 1989 and my father struggled every bit to see me in that position. I still remember the day my result was out. Those days in the absence of internet or technology we used to go CA Institute in Nungambakkam High Road in Chennai and see the results at midnight. I took my friend Vish whom we affectinaley call as Punk to see the result. I bet on his luck instead of my efforts as he was successful earlier in my intermediate exams. So again i took him for Final result and he told me that i got through the exams. After seeing the result in midnight i took the first train and reached my hiome. My father was standing outside since 5 AM to know my result and the moment i told him my success he could not hide his joy and his happiness was all there . I realised that he had on expectations on me as some of his friends were well known CA in Chennai those days. May be he was under the impression that his son will also become successful like his friends . As expected by him I got the job in S.B. Billimoria&Co in their audit team and supposed to join on Feb 15th 1989 but i lost him on Feb 14 1989. That was an absolute rude shock to me and it took years for me to get out og it. It is an understatement if i say i got out of it because even today whenever i receive any accolodaes from any person i think of him and tears will roll down. His teachings to me were simple. To give an example, whenever we used to think that why we are at low ebb compared to others or why we need to go through some of the tough moments in our life, his answer was simple which i follow even today to the core. "God brings the man in deep waters not to drown him but to cleanse him". In other words i realised how every difficult situation gives an opportunity to you to improve upon yourself and contribute.
Certainly the emotional loss was big one and even today i.e after almost 22 years of loss still i think of him i can become emotional because i miss him to the core as he is not near to me to see me and my growth. What i am saying through this lines is that the loss and consequential emotional impact on me made me to work more and more to achieve what he wanted me to achieve.
I was converting every aspect of the emotions in the first few years towards my profession and work because that was the only way by which i could supress my emotional feelings on the loss of my father. Essentially the loss which i suffered and the emotions which i had on that loss diverted to my work because the work helped me to overcome the loss. Many of my colleagues call me as "workaholic". May be this could be starting point for that. The emotions which i had was diverted positvely and in my view but for that emotional loss, i am not sure whether i would have reached this stage. This was my first step and may be i was successful in conversion of negative emotions or emotional loss into positive one. I may be sharing how other two instances of negative converted into positive energy and how i managed.

The reason is simple. Every one of us have emotions. For somebody it is hidden and for somebody it becomes known. The emotional person is not negative and certainly he or she needs a support. If those emotions are not negative emotions and what he needs a solace,never deny unless you believe that support has an agenda or it encoraches on your personal life. Again the weakness of an emotional person is his extraordinary affection on a person or an obsession on a particular object or goal. If that affection or obsession is not negative or does not encorach on your personal value system, be a supportve to him and be kind to him and certainly his negative will be converted into positive. I will touch this portion more when i start blogging on positive emotions and negative emotions.

In my view an emotional person is like a kid. A kid needs mother help or fathers help to walk by holding their hands. Post that the kid will become independent. If you are a good friend for him he will be loyal to you forever as an emotional person can or will never forget the good which has been done. Certainly i am going to share more on this because whatever i have achieved today is only because of my emotions, which i converted into passion. Have a great day.

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